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let this Chapter fall into chaos. It’s my duty to become the next President of the club.”
    “Why is Dane stepping down?” she asks with a frown on her face.
    “Kat. Turns out Kat might have a thing with the lead singer of Rockplay. Things got a little heated, Kat stepped in, and Dane hit her.”
    “Dane hit Kat?” Addy asks incredulously.
    “Yeah, and she told him to leave. Well, according to Dirt, to fuck off. There’s no way he did it on purpose. Dane has a code. Hurting women doesn’t fit with that.”
    “So, he’s leaving for Kat? To try and fix things?”
    “It would appear so.” I take a sip of my drink, finishing it.
    Addy moves her long legs off me and to the floor. “Be right back.”
    I love watching her walk. Addy is tall and lithe, which is a pleasure to watch. When she comes back into the room, she has my vodka. I hold out my glass to her, and she fills it.
    A sigh escapes her. “So, what’s my role if you become President?”
    “What do you mean?” I ask puzzled.
    Addy sits down next to me and places her legs back over my lap. “Well, if you become President, where do I fit? Do I even fit? We’re not married. You have no ties to me, it might be easier to do it on your own.”
    I feel like all the air has been sucked out of my lungs. Addy is my everything. She and Jack are my world.
    “Love, of course, you have a place by my side. You will always come first. Addy, I swore an oath to you, on my colors . You and Jack will always come first.”
    A small smile plays on her lips. “Well, perhaps that’s the way Dane is feeling? Maybe, Jonas, you should talk to him ?”
    Clever fucking woman. She’s made me see the truth with her little game. As I would give up everything for her, so would Dane for Kat.
    “Think you’re smart don’t you?”
    “Smart and,” she slides over my lap, so she’s straddling me, “I took off my underwear when I got your very good vodka.”
    “Pick up the bottle.” Addy does as she’s told. I grip her ass and stand. “Let's see what good vodka and you taste like.”
    “Such a pushover.” She giggles as I walk toward our bedroom, her legs around my hips.
    “Yeah, anything for you.”

Chapter 8
Kat
    W e’re halfway through our rehearsal; Truth is singing which I miss, and I’m on lead guitar. Judge stayed behind when Dane left and is Jasmin’s constant companion. He’s sitting off to one side of the stage keeping a close watch on her. His adoration of her visible on his stubbly face.
    The band sounds good, Truth has an excellent voice. Blair is on the saxophone belting it out, Jasmin is on keyboards, Curtis is on bass guitar, and Jamie is on drums. Will walks on stage, he winks at Blair, picks up a microphone and takes over the song. He belts it out, dancing toward me, clearly having a good time. Will hasn’t noticed that Truth is giving him a death stare, and my other band mates don’t look happy.
    When the song finishes, Jamie stands up, drops his sticks, and stalks toward the back of the stage. His face is a mask of anger.
    “Aww, come on, Jamie. I was only joining in; you guys sound fantastic,” says Will into the microphone.
    Jamie twirls back around; he’s six foot two and a ball of muscle. He points at Will, and stalks toward him, anger twisting his features.
    “If I wanted to work with a no talent wannabe,  I’d let you sing for the fans. You? You, just fuck them with your music and any other way you can. Tell me I’m wrong!” he thunders. “Especially after your last performance.  Why do you think Kat walked out on the stage and played? ‘Cause your fucking guitarist sounded like shit!”
    I’ve never seen Jamie look so angry his face is enraged, and he’s in Will’s space. The whole building has gone quiet. A strange smile goes across Jamie’s face, he begins to walk backward and says in a quiet voice, “Tell me I’m wrong.”
    Will holds up a hand. “Yeah, you’re right.” Then smiles sarcastically at him. “But who